Post by Deleted on Dec 3, 2015 16:29:40 GMT -5
Willowpaw
Willowpaw has two personalities, her sick personality, and her well personality. Let us begin with the main personality, the personality everyone knows her best by.
This little she-cat, while she is sick, is probably the sweetest apprentice you will ever encounter. She barely makes a noise, keeping as close to whoever will allow her to cling to them as possible. It is always apparent when this she-cat is sick. Willowpaw will become very mellow and calm, not wanting to do anything but lay around and be anti-social. She pretty much will keep away from anyone other than her family at this point, or a couple friends. When she is sick it is very hard to get this apprentice to eat, it is a task all in itself. Willowpaw is just so miserable and frail looking at this time, and struggles with doing anything and everything. Simple tasks, such as standing or even sitting, are hard for her at this point. Willowpaw will become so weak and each time she is sick it looks like it will be her last day. It is never known if she will make it through the next minute, or live for a few days. It may be heartbreaking to see her like this, but she tries to reassure everyone she is fine. That's her attitude through all of this, she is fine and that no one needs to worry about her.
Now those days that she isn’t sick, this apprentice is a very social and loveable little thing. Willowpaw may be frail, but that doesn't stop her from wanting to be a normal little apprentice who wants to do everything her siblings and friends do. She still keeps her sweet nature that she has when she is sick but will venture out with her friends and siblings. She puts all the energy she can into playing, and is spent by the end of the day. This is the best time to train her, as she will go all out. Willowpaw will also eat while she is well, maybe not as much as she should, but no one has to force her to do anything.
Her only dream in life is to be normal, like any other cat. She wishes every day that she wasn't sick all the time. Willowpaw will watch other cats play or train and longs to be able to do that more, but her body will just not allow her to. It saddens her when she sees her siblings playing and laughing and she wonders why she was the one in her family to be like this, not that she would wish this on anyone else, but she just wonders what it would be like if she wasn't sick all the time.
Willowpaw may be little and frail, but that doesn’t stop her from causing trouble. She could be coughing up a lung and suppose to be on bedrest but that won’t stop her from having fun. She wants to play and be active, and she pushes herself more than she should. She is very good at causing trouble and just being a troublemaker in general. It’s hard to be mad at her if she does something wrong. She’s gotten good at manipulating others to a certain extent. She could blame it on her sickness, and her trying to be ‘normal’. She just desperately wants to be seen not as the sick cat, but one who can do anything and everything and has no limits.
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basics
Breed - mixture of light/silver tabby
Eyes - Bright blue
Place of Birth - thunderclan nursery
Gender - she-cat
Age - 6 moons
Status - apprentice
If Apprentice: Mentor, bluetooth
Appearance - The base color of Willowpaw is a light gray color, almost silver in color. The fur that is on her body is still kit-like soft, not having lost that downy fluff yet. Her fur is also very dull-like, due to her sickly nature. When she has one of her sick days the fur seems even more dull and lifeless, however, on a good day the fur will brighten up and look a little more on the shiny and ‘normal’ side. She will never be a large cat, or even an average sized cat. Due to her sickness she will probably stay quite small, although it is currently known how much time she has left. There is a small stripe of white on her face, in between her eyes and down to her nose that also covers some of her muzzle. A few more splotches of white can be found on her stomach. At last but not least, she has beautiful blue eyes.
Eyes - Bright blue
Place of Birth - thunderclan nursery
Gender - she-cat
Age - 6 moons
Status - apprentice
If Apprentice: Mentor, bluetooth
Appearance - The base color of Willowpaw is a light gray color, almost silver in color. The fur that is on her body is still kit-like soft, not having lost that downy fluff yet. Her fur is also very dull-like, due to her sickly nature. When she has one of her sick days the fur seems even more dull and lifeless, however, on a good day the fur will brighten up and look a little more on the shiny and ‘normal’ side. She will never be a large cat, or even an average sized cat. Due to her sickness she will probably stay quite small, although it is currently known how much time she has left. There is a small stripe of white on her face, in between her eyes and down to her nose that also covers some of her muzzle. A few more splotches of white can be found on her stomach. At last but not least, she has beautiful blue eyes.
personality
Willowpaw has two personalities, her sick personality, and her well personality. Let us begin with the main personality, the personality everyone knows her best by.
This little she-cat, while she is sick, is probably the sweetest apprentice you will ever encounter. She barely makes a noise, keeping as close to whoever will allow her to cling to them as possible. It is always apparent when this she-cat is sick. Willowpaw will become very mellow and calm, not wanting to do anything but lay around and be anti-social. She pretty much will keep away from anyone other than her family at this point, or a couple friends. When she is sick it is very hard to get this apprentice to eat, it is a task all in itself. Willowpaw is just so miserable and frail looking at this time, and struggles with doing anything and everything. Simple tasks, such as standing or even sitting, are hard for her at this point. Willowpaw will become so weak and each time she is sick it looks like it will be her last day. It is never known if she will make it through the next minute, or live for a few days. It may be heartbreaking to see her like this, but she tries to reassure everyone she is fine. That's her attitude through all of this, she is fine and that no one needs to worry about her.
Now those days that she isn’t sick, this apprentice is a very social and loveable little thing. Willowpaw may be frail, but that doesn't stop her from wanting to be a normal little apprentice who wants to do everything her siblings and friends do. She still keeps her sweet nature that she has when she is sick but will venture out with her friends and siblings. She puts all the energy she can into playing, and is spent by the end of the day. This is the best time to train her, as she will go all out. Willowpaw will also eat while she is well, maybe not as much as she should, but no one has to force her to do anything.
Her only dream in life is to be normal, like any other cat. She wishes every day that she wasn't sick all the time. Willowpaw will watch other cats play or train and longs to be able to do that more, but her body will just not allow her to. It saddens her when she sees her siblings playing and laughing and she wonders why she was the one in her family to be like this, not that she would wish this on anyone else, but she just wonders what it would be like if she wasn't sick all the time.
Willowpaw may be little and frail, but that doesn’t stop her from causing trouble. She could be coughing up a lung and suppose to be on bedrest but that won’t stop her from having fun. She wants to play and be active, and she pushes herself more than she should. She is very good at causing trouble and just being a troublemaker in general. It’s hard to be mad at her if she does something wrong. She’s gotten good at manipulating others to a certain extent. She could blame it on her sickness, and her trying to be ‘normal’. She just desperately wants to be seen not as the sick cat, but one who can do anything and everything and has no limits.
history
Newborn to first moon, we begin
Willowkit was born into what would be her parents fifth litter but only one litter prior to this was produced live kits. All others were either miscarriages or stillborns. She had four siblings that were nine moons old by the time she was born (Falconpaw, Ternpaw, Swanpaw, and Dovepaw), and they were all so eager to meet their new brothers and sisters. She was born into a litter that she would never be lonely in. There were six kits born into this litter. They were in order Cloverkit (she-cat), Mintkit (tom), Rootkit (tom), Nettlekit (tom), Yarrowkit (tom), and finally Willowkit. Unfortunately for Willowkit, the moment she was born, it was a struggle.
Willowkit was born with a breathing problem, her lungs due to the large load of kits were severely underdeveloped. She also was the kit to not receive as much nutrients while her mother was pregnant. Her immune system was probably the worst off. By the time she had reached her first moon, the kit had already been severely sick and barely had made it through each night. Countless hours were spent in the medicine cat den, her parents hoping that their youngest and frailest kit would survive each moment. Somehow the little kit pulled through and made it each hour.
Second through fourth moon, the good and bad
By the time the kits reached their second moon, everyone had developed their own personality. They were wonderful playmates for each other and loved to just have fun….when Willowkit wasn’t sick. The two she-kits were the best of friends, and the toms were especially protective of them. Cloverkit was rough and tough and enjoyed play-fighting with their brothers. Willowkit would have loved to do this, if she wasn’t so sickly and weak. The days that she wasn’t ill, Willowkit would spend trying her best to be normal and play. Even then, the other kits knew their sister was too little to be rough with, they were quite gentle with her. Everything seemed fine, other than the constant fear of Willowkit not surviving. Her lung problems had finally started developing, and she was finally getting slightly larger, now the size of a normal newborn kit.
All good things must come to an end. When the kits were almost three moons, the devestation began. Six kits were quite the pawful, well five and a half (since we really can’t count Willowkit as a full abled kit who could play and be a pawful). So when a badger came into the nursery, destroying the nursery wall, both parents were killed and two of the kits were found dead (Cloverkit and Rootkit) and one of the kits was missing (Nettekit, who they later found the body of in the territory).
Little Willowkit took it the worst. She had her siblings to lean onto, but it wasn’t the same as having her mother’s warm fur around her. Her oldest brother, Falconpaw took it as his job to be the one to make sure everyone was alright. All of her older siblings were so protective and the apprentices were doing the best they could with the remaining three kits. When her sister, Dovepaw, was killed in training (her warrior assessment), Willowkit became even more depressed. She felt that everyone was going to leave her all alone, and everyone was dying one by one. So now, she tends to cling to whoever is around because of this. Not only that, the poor kit was still highly sick and pretty much had her own den in the medicine cats den.
Fourth through sixth moon, some sense of accomplishment
She was with her littermates when their older siblings were made warriors, and although Willowkit has seen and dealt with so much death, this little kit still is so innocent. She tries to remain optimistic and she can cheer pretty much anyone up. But she still has the awful sickness issue. She still is not as large as her remaining littermates, but she makes up for it in spirit. Unfortunately each time she is sick, it is not known if she will survive or not. The other kits worry and do not want to see their youngest sister join their deceased siblings just yet.
Apprenticeship, might as well
Somehow this little kit made it to apprenticeship age. Not wanting to deprive her of any life experience (no matter how short her life may be), she was made into an apprentice with her brothers, Mintkit and Yarrowkit. It seems as if she has had less sick days lately, but that may change with the weather changing.
Willowkit was born into what would be her parents fifth litter but only one litter prior to this was produced live kits. All others were either miscarriages or stillborns. She had four siblings that were nine moons old by the time she was born (Falconpaw, Ternpaw, Swanpaw, and Dovepaw), and they were all so eager to meet their new brothers and sisters. She was born into a litter that she would never be lonely in. There were six kits born into this litter. They were in order Cloverkit (she-cat), Mintkit (tom), Rootkit (tom), Nettlekit (tom), Yarrowkit (tom), and finally Willowkit. Unfortunately for Willowkit, the moment she was born, it was a struggle.
Willowkit was born with a breathing problem, her lungs due to the large load of kits were severely underdeveloped. She also was the kit to not receive as much nutrients while her mother was pregnant. Her immune system was probably the worst off. By the time she had reached her first moon, the kit had already been severely sick and barely had made it through each night. Countless hours were spent in the medicine cat den, her parents hoping that their youngest and frailest kit would survive each moment. Somehow the little kit pulled through and made it each hour.
Second through fourth moon, the good and bad
By the time the kits reached their second moon, everyone had developed their own personality. They were wonderful playmates for each other and loved to just have fun….when Willowkit wasn’t sick. The two she-kits were the best of friends, and the toms were especially protective of them. Cloverkit was rough and tough and enjoyed play-fighting with their brothers. Willowkit would have loved to do this, if she wasn’t so sickly and weak. The days that she wasn’t ill, Willowkit would spend trying her best to be normal and play. Even then, the other kits knew their sister was too little to be rough with, they were quite gentle with her. Everything seemed fine, other than the constant fear of Willowkit not surviving. Her lung problems had finally started developing, and she was finally getting slightly larger, now the size of a normal newborn kit.
All good things must come to an end. When the kits were almost three moons, the devestation began. Six kits were quite the pawful, well five and a half (since we really can’t count Willowkit as a full abled kit who could play and be a pawful). So when a badger came into the nursery, destroying the nursery wall, both parents were killed and two of the kits were found dead (Cloverkit and Rootkit) and one of the kits was missing (Nettekit, who they later found the body of in the territory).
Little Willowkit took it the worst. She had her siblings to lean onto, but it wasn’t the same as having her mother’s warm fur around her. Her oldest brother, Falconpaw took it as his job to be the one to make sure everyone was alright. All of her older siblings were so protective and the apprentices were doing the best they could with the remaining three kits. When her sister, Dovepaw, was killed in training (her warrior assessment), Willowkit became even more depressed. She felt that everyone was going to leave her all alone, and everyone was dying one by one. So now, she tends to cling to whoever is around because of this. Not only that, the poor kit was still highly sick and pretty much had her own den in the medicine cats den.
Fourth through sixth moon, some sense of accomplishment
She was with her littermates when their older siblings were made warriors, and although Willowkit has seen and dealt with so much death, this little kit still is so innocent. She tries to remain optimistic and she can cheer pretty much anyone up. But she still has the awful sickness issue. She still is not as large as her remaining littermates, but she makes up for it in spirit. Unfortunately each time she is sick, it is not known if she will survive or not. The other kits worry and do not want to see their youngest sister join their deceased siblings just yet.
Apprenticeship, might as well
Somehow this little kit made it to apprenticeship age. Not wanting to deprive her of any life experience (no matter how short her life may be), she was made into an apprentice with her brothers, Mintkit and Yarrowkit. It seems as if she has had less sick days lately, but that may change with the weather changing.
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